Chapter 27

THE EXCLUSIVE SËX WORKER [Exclusively His] . . (An old friend) Writer's P O V Prince Reagan went into his room, he picked up a lighter with a cigarette then lighted the cigarette before sitting down on the couch. His immediate elder brother by the name Steven walked in with a smug grin on his face. He closed the door behind him then stood watching Reagan as he smoked. "So, who is she really?" Steven asked, now walking further into the room. He stopped at the table, picked up the pack of cigarettes there and also lighted one stick. "She's just a friend, what do you care?" Reagan asked running his hands through his scattered hair. "You can't be in that position with just a friend," Steven replied him emphasizing on the words 'Just a friend.' "What do you want me to tell you then, Steve?" Prince Reagan groaned out in displease. "Tell me who she is to you, that's all. I aren't disturbing or asking too much, am I? Because Emily seems to have heard a different thing about her," Steven asked